A fresh start. (Jacerey) {Open}

[Arbre]

Who: Jacerey
What: Jacerey arrives at Cerulean Weyr, and makes her presence known.
Where: Great Hall
Warnings: Too much ego.
Format: Paragraph.


Jacerey hesitated for just a moment in the doorway of the Great Hall. All the uncertainty that she had been ignoring came rushing to the forefront of her mind. Would things finally work out here? She licked her lips and scanned her eyes across the various people gathered. Such a small crowd, even for it being a few hours before the noon-meal. They weren't kidding when they said 'decimated'. She took a breath. Of course they would like her. Admire her even. She was a brown-rider. Someone else try to claim -that-.

She had left Tenoth sunning on the beach and managed to make it fairly unnoticed to the Weyr proper. Now that she stood there, however, she realized she had no clue who to talk to. She was given the name K'roi. She wondered what that was short for. The apostrophed names always interested her. Kuranabananaroi, she decided. That -clearly- must be it. Now how to find him. She scanned her eyes over the crowd once more. Might as well dive head in.

"I'm looking for Weyrleader K'roi," she bellowed across the room. That should get her some results.

[Rouxy]

We have an unknown brown on the beach.

Gareth's words were only echoed by the sudden shout that rang across the mostly empty Great Hall, turning heads to look at the woman who'd made her presence so verbally known. Pausing mid-bite, K'roi leaned forward at the intruder from his small table near the front of the Hall. Placing his toast on his plate, he laced his long fingers together as he got a good look at this person who had demanded attention. She couldn't be... there was a new brown, and here a shouting rider -if her knots were anything to judge by. So this was the female brownrider he'd heard about? Considering their lack of riders, he'd agreed to the transfer, but this woman looked like she was a handful. Not the best for trying to form a functioning Wing, but he'd had some pretty rough riders under his command before.

A small mischievous smile suddenly lit his face as an idea formed. He raised a hand to wave down the people who were moving to direct her his way. Instead, he nudged the aqua colored green flitter resting around his neck. Sakki raised her head with a questioning chirp, her eyes whirling. K'roi discretely pointed at the woman, forming the image in his mind while directing the green at her. "She's new Sakki. Why don't you go show her how pretty you are, hm?" You're causing trouble again. Best way to see her temperament. I see. I will converse with her brown and see how he is.

So saying, the bronze moved to his feet from the sunning spot on his large weyrledge. Spreading his wide wings, he launched into an easy glide from his high tiered weyr and angled for the beach. Greetings, newcomer. I am Gareth. How fare you and Yours?[/i] The big bronze made a neat landing far enough away from the brown to keep from pelting him with sand, then moved a bit closer without impeding on his space. Mine will be welcoming Yours shortly.

Sakki, clearly loving the thought of showing off yet again, whipped her tiny form away towards the newcomer and began an intricate series of loops and twirls around her head, chirping and warbling with happiness. Wasn't she just beautiful? Best small flier in the whole world, for sure. She had two bronzes all to herself to show for it too! Oh, this woman had her own male, but he surely couldn't compare. After all, -she- deserved the best for being so lovely.

[Arbre]

Jacerey frowned as the flitt drew nearer. She really didn't like those things. She had been offered an egg at one point and turned it down. They were too small, like miniature dragons. It was disturbing. She watched it spaz about for a bit in what she assumed was an attempt to impress her before speaking. "Who's Yours, then?" she asked it. She wasn't sure if it could understand her, but no harm in trying.

Your welcome is appreciated. I am Tenoth. We come from Southern to offer assistance.

Tenoth turned slowly on the beach to face Gareth, spreading his wings out slowly to enjoy the warm sunshine.

[Rouxy]

Sakki chirped at the female twolegs in question, pausing to hover over her head as she was addressed. What, what? She'd said something the way some did, but the flitter hadn't understood. Winging first left then right, the jewel-like green chirped a few times, then turned a flip. She was done showing off now, and returned with a blink between to Hers, landing neatly on his shoulder and nuzzling up to him with a delighted warble.

K'roi gave a short chuckle, then stood to welcome the brownrider in a more normal fashion. He walked over to the woman, his face now a mask of calm. "You'll have to excuse Sakki, she delights in showing off for newcomers. I am Weyrleader K'roi. You must be... Jacerey, and Tenoth if what Gareth tells me is correct." He held hand out to her in greeting, while the small green now situated around his neck gave a chirp when her name was mentioned.

Gareth gave a tilt of his head in greeting. You and Yours are welcome then. We can use every dragon. Would you like to hunt? We have excellent selection in meat beasts. Gareth imitaded Tenth's move, opening his own wings to the sun and allowing his enjoyment to show through.

[Arbre]

Jacerey looked at Sakki with slight revulsion, and it was only with a good bit of effort that she tore her eyes away from the little beast. "Huh?" she intoned, "oh, yeah, I'm Jacerey, from Southern." He was standing oddly. Why was he standing oddly? Slowly she drug her eyes down to K'roi's hand before hastily slapping her own down and giving it a vigorous shake. "You must be K'roi," she continued, trying to barge past her slow uptake.

Tenoth stretched mightily before folding his strong wings back. A meal would be delightful. He waddled a few steps over to Gareth and waited patiently.

[Rouxy]

The Weyrleader smiled, ignoring the woman's hesitation and the slight look of unease on her face. "You are welcome to Cerluean then, Jacerey. You and Tenoth. We sincerely appreciate your assistance. Gareth tells me he's invited your brown to a meal, and I would do the same for you. Are you hungry, or thirsty perhaps after your flight here? We have wine from Southern and fruit juice and of course Klah." He gestured for her to follow him back up the aisle to the leader's table. "Please, sit. Tell me what kind of experience you have in the wings."

Gareth gave a brief bugle in agreement, and turned towards the cliff face. Come, friend, I will show you towards our feeding grounds. You are welcome to take as many as you need from our herds. So saying, the bronze gave a quick wingtilt in warning, then launched powerfully upwards from the sand, several deep wingbeats needed before he broke his bulk away from the ground and began to soar up the cliff and over the edge towards the large fenced in clearing past all the buildings. The herd didn't begin moving immediately, used to dragons coming and going at all times of the day, but they did spook a bit as the bronze began a shallow dive for the field.